[Damned right she's standing around to gawp at this gruff, taciturn guy sitting patiently whilst a gaggle of kids adorn him with flowers. She'd been drawn over by the sound of his voice, the tale of battling some great beast, his descriptions of the gore completely gross and bad (she loves it, obviously). She stays, though, for the entertaining sight.]
Nah. No way. I'm gorgeous enough on my own, you know? No need for adornments. I’m a veritable sight to behold. Suits you though.
1b - flowers!!
Nah. No way. I'm gorgeous enough on my own, you know? No need for adornments. I’m a veritable sight to behold. Suits you though.
[She says it with a bright grin.]